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Had everyone heard that? Capella shone brightly with him. His eyes may have twinkled just a little bit, but he blinked away the tears as it was highly unusual to cry with pride for yourself. And probably seemed a little egotistical, but he was really truly honestly just overwhelmed because this was so very much interesting and HE had gotten praise. ...Well, it had been praise, right? It wasn't like he'd said something wrong, he was actually positive of the answer he had given even though he had asked for confirmation that he was right.
Overwhelming. Overachieving. Over--oh wow.
Thereos agreed with him. He agreed that Miss Charlotte had hair of wonderful things. Of course, Rooney had likened it to daffodils, not sun kissed wheat, but what was the difference between those two things? He hadn't an answer for the question about wand woods, because he was too busy analysing Miss Charlottes hair from a distance and hoping to find more daffodil colour than wheat. OH BUT MISS SOPHIE BROWN WAS TALKING -- No, no. Miss Sophie Brown was teaching. Lecturing. Wonderfuling. Being perfect. Oh how he wished that he could give her a flower right now and ask her to wait for him. (His books said that was romantic, but what did the person that wrote books on love know?)
MORE TWINKLES IN EYES. HELLO MISS SOPHIE.
Oh, how pretty her words were.
Rooney had never been so invested in wands until now.
She was so super cool.
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